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Christmas

A wish for Christmas

High in the sky, the stars shine so bright. Which one did they follow on that wonderful night? The three wise men who, from the orient came, To find a child, though they knew not his name. Whether we believe in the saviour or not There is no doubt that the world changed a lot. And through wars and conflicts that are so reviled There can also be peace because of this child. In...Read On

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Enchanted Mirror

I'm what you face, when you face in the mirror. Long as you live I will still be here. ~Confrontion

Mirror, mirror, on the wall, a crack in the corner, likely to fall. All the distorted voices, hear my call. Take up arms we rise at nightfall. Abrupt fright woke Madge, another nightmare, another dream in which all her dreams disappeared. The howling wind rustling through the trees outside did nothing to ease her fears, as she lay awake. She was burning up, but the cold sweats made her...Read On

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When A Child Dies, The Whole World Cries

Written for the upcoming book "World Healing, World Peace Poetry 2016" on Inner Child Press...

Two young brothers are left at home, All by their lonesome selves, The older one notices a new toy, Sitting high up on a shelf. He climbs up and brings on down, What he believes is a toy gun, He thinks about the games they’ll play, Boy this sure will be fun. He aims the ‘toy’ at his little brother, And shoots him in the head, But that gun was not a toy at all, And soon...Read On

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My Girlfriend Who I Treasure

A poem for my friend

I have a girlfriend who I treasure We met on a website by chance We have lots of fun adventures We’re just friends with no romance She’s the sweetest friend And I’m happy to know her Hopefully friends until the end Someday, we'll drink fine wines and liqueurs She always cheers me up when I’m sad And tells me funny stories always And comforts me when I’m mad I love talking to her...Read On

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Baby Kate

If no one else remembers, I do.

This is what I owe you My baby My Kate My memory It's that time of year Again I retreat Slowly First within closed curtains  Darkened rooms Under the covers There are no dates or calendars needed None that can define How my mind drifts My body slows I cannot eat You were real I smell your newness  In the oddest of places Hear you breathe The quickness of your heart  Beating...Read On

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A Swarm of Bees

Have you ever wondered what a panic attack is like?

This musing only available on Stories Space. if you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. "Pull yourself together!" "Mind over matter..." "Don't be so ridiculous." "Get a grip." "Just calm down." "Take deeeeep breaths..." If you've never suffered from a panic attack, you cannot possibly know what it's like. I like to think that empathetic people can understand it, at least,...Read On

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The Cool Side of the Pillow

Sometimes, overloaded senses can be forgotten in a simple gesture, just for a moment...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. Languishing dreams where a heart grows still, Slowing tick of the clock drives distraction to Death's resurrection in Grey of the day Where the sun has lost hope and The curtains are drawn. Here I lie in the dark with the monsters of crowds, Where the gibber and growl of the wraiths howl...Read On

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All For Beauty

I came so far for Beauty  And she took me down many roads  Confident and Proud, up on the high; Broken and Humbled, down in the low  I traveled so far for Beauty,  Found myself a long way from home  Digging graves in the moonlight-- I buried my heart alone  I sacrificed for her, my Beauty I held Isaac to the altar Her praise I thought she'd give me Knife in hand, I did not falter. ...Read On

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Being A Mother

What did I do wrong?

Being a mother A love like no other Thats how I feel Love thats so real My mother Didn't feel the same What did I do wrong? Is that my shame? She left us Sleeping babies in our beds Put brandy in our bottles Gave us fuzzy heads Dad came home Found us home alone Our mother packed and gone He knew something was wrong He saw red He was really angry When...Read On

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Reflection

Who would you be, if you knew you couldn't fail?

Gaze into the mirror, what do you see? Be honest, what gazes back at thee? Peer deep into those beautiful eyes. They tell a story not filled with lies. Every happening in your life. Every sadness, every strife. Behind them, your existence displays. Each bad, each happy, memory plays. Stare hard, choose the next path to take. The past is gone, your heart don't forsake. Choices, we...Read On

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Straight or Left

*Winner of a weekly flash fiction contest on Indies Unlimited*

Which direction should she go? Tanya had to make a decision. And she had to do it quickly. Taking a deep breath and pursing her lips, Tanya depressed the accelerator. Straight it would be. Straight away from her lifetime home. Straight into the unknown. Straight onto the longest bridge in the world—ironic for someone panicky about crossing bridges, but that was how desperate her...Read On

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Sometimes To Write Of Love

A poem about love.

Sometimes to write of love, tender feelings, longing and desire. But is that love? Sometimes sweet but often bitter. Or is it passion, a battle fought, a war of attrition? Love? Is it surrender or victory complete or mutual annihilation? Does love possess the soul or auction the heart? Is there fair exchange? It is torment and exhilaration, being one, ...Read On

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Dear Author (Who Is About To Die)

To whom it may concern - a letter to explain your imminent demise.

Dear Author As you may be aware from my earlier letters, I am one of your biggest fans. I loved your last book — and I don't just mean I liked it a lot. I mean I loved it the way a man loves his wife, his children, his parents. The way a drowning man loves a life jacket, or the stranger who dives into the water to rescue him, heedless of the danger; the way that stranger loves others more...Read On

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Rusty, the Screen Door it Slams

Navigating the storms of becoming an adult at 12 is never easy.

Rusty, the screen door it slams. “Ya’ll be careful out there, please.” Momma yells. Rusty, the screen door it slams as Momma ushers us outside. “Little pitchers.” Momma says to Daddy. Rusty, the screen door it slams as Daddy sends us outside. “Daddy doesn't feel well.” Rusty, the screen door it slams as Sissy runs off. “I don’t care what you think, I love him.” She yells, loud enough...Read On

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An Enemy That Haunts My Mind

Recently published in a charity anthology to benefit veteran's groups...

Dedicated to combat veterans and PTSD sufferers, wherever they may be...thank you for your service... An Enemy That Haunts My Mind... In the middle of the night I lie in bed, Fighting an enemy that’s in my head. An enemy that’s always there, An enemy that won’t play fair. An enemy that haunts my mind, An enemy that is not kind. The price paid for doing good, Of doing...Read On

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Mary's Lost Little Lamb

Jack Vine of Jack and the beanstalk is all grown up and a PI at that.

From The Files Of Jack And The Giant Private Investigators Case 12: Mary’s lost little lamb “Mary had a little lamb; its fleece was white as snow. And everywhere that Mary went that lamb was sure to go.” Now we've all heard this nursery rhyme before, but have you ever wondered what it all meant? I mean who was this Mary dame and what was it about her that this lamb found...Read On

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Ice

Stalingrad, December 25, 1942. Winter blankets everything, turning the landscape bizarrely beautiful. If you look carefully, you can make out shapes under the hoarfrost and snow. Burned out tanks and piles of brick and steel that were once buildings litter the frozen battlefield that was once home to over 400,000 Russian men, women, and children. Now the corpses outnumber the living. You can...Read On

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My Mom

As I sit and look out my window I see the snow falling. The stillness of the night as the moon reflects on the snow covered trees gives off a kind of magical feeling. I start to daydream of my youth, when I was in awe of each new thing. Oh, how I would dream of my birthday and finally when the day was here I would see the gifts and realize none were from you. How I would wait for...Read On

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Gracie's Collection

Fun With English, Opus 4

When two young, moderately successful vaudeville performers teamed up for a comedy act in 1923, it didn’t take long to realize that they had found the right fit — both personally and professionally — and that their future success would be far beyond moderate. Together, George Burns and Gracie Allen, who married in 1926, formed one of the most popular and enduring comic duos in...Read On

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The Mountain, The Sea, The Hell, and The Heaven

A short collection of poems on adult ideas for anyone of any ages to delve into.

THE MOUNTAIN I am a mountain. I am massive, and I am immovable. I do not need to move, Because I am fine where I am. I let others walk over me, But it does not hurt me, Because my skin is so tough. Dust blows onto me, and stays for a while. Then it leaves without saying goodbye. But it does not hurt me. For I will always have dust to love. When people...Read On

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Nothing

Break this down  Particle by particle Compare the matter To the grand scheme And blow it away To wherever dust twirls In a snowglobe of memories Like how my mouth brushed Your rough cheek, Or the satin of your lips, My fingers running through That crop of soft hair And over your smooth skin Blink. See the moments  Where the sun Caught the stars Burning in your...Read On

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I Am The Way The Story Ends

I am the way the story ends. I am the blackness before dawn and the midnight rage of sleepless dreamers. I am the bleeding soul and the homeless god and the condemning of an angel. I am a virtuous sinner, a story without words, the blood on the pavement, the razor blade in the bathtub, hatred without reason and love with logic; I am. I am the words of a poem they forgot to write and the ink...Read On

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Eight hearts

Eight children she brought into this world and she's as beautiful as ever

Eight hearts began their journey Eight hearts started to beat Eight hearts that you have carried Eight hearts made us complete Eight hearts that we keep sheltered Eight hearts to shield from strife Eight hearts that we're preparing Eight hearts to take on life Eight hearts we show what love is Eight hearts we 'll always see Eight hearts that we...Read On

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Are We There Yet

The 'children' are fighting and we haven't even left.

"It’s not what it looks like," he said. "I’m not pushing. You’re the one pushing." "Am not." "Are too." "Leave me alone. This side is mine. Stay on your side." "I’m not on your side. Now I’m on your side. Now I’m not on your side." "Stop. I’m gonna’ tell." "Go ahead. See if I care." "I will. Then you’ll have to stay behind." "Yeah, right. As if I’ll be left behind." "...Read On

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My Life

Life is unknowable, yet we spend ourselves trying to gleen the truth of life

I love my wondrous life of joy, bliss and happiness  My many incredible adventures traveling the world  Meeting people of undeniable spirit, strength and charm  Witnessing the awe inspiring beauty of the natural world  I love my life, I can do nothing less I regret my prolonged life of misery and countless sorrows  My missed opportunities because fear and doubt ruled me  Disappointing...Read On

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The Ombudsant

An ant queen has been kidnapped, and the butler didn’t do it.

The unsung hero of every ant colony is the butler. A butler in an ant colony? What does she do, you may ask, serve drinks? No, or at least that’s not what I do. Not that it stops wisecracking ants from yelling, “Hey, butler, fetch us a drink!” They think they’re so funny. If they even bothered to watch Masterpiece Theatre, they’d know a butler does a lot more than tend bar. Find a...Read On

Strange Young Us

A typical conversation between me and a friend.

"You got what for my mother?" Nick nodded. He turned to his window. I pulled softly at a clump of his brown hair. "Why?" He turned back and sighed with a small grin. "It's completely unexpected, so I thought, 'Hey, why not?'" "You are strange," I said with the utmost seriousness. He made a weird face and turned back to the window. I poked his back. When he did not flinch, I poked...Read On

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Ticky Prompts

The Christmas present ticked. "You got what for my mother?" my truelove said. "A Ticky Prompt Machine." "What on earth is that?" "It's not what it looks like," I said. "Okay, sweetie. Explain." "Well, you know your mother said she really hated the holidays?" "Yeah," he said. "She gets writer's block." "Not anymore," I said. "A Ticky Prompt Machine inspires at the touch of...Read On

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Are you Elfing Nuts?

Striking Elves?

“Are you elfing nuts? You can’t go on strike!” hollered Santa. Yes, there were times when the ‘Big Guy’ bellowed, or even screamed. Like the time Blitzen accidently stepped on his big toe – the one with the bulging bunion, or when Mrs. Claus accidently spilled a mug of hot chocolate on his lap. “We’re in prime toy-making season fellas.” Santa Claus pleaded; he’d never experienced...Read On

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Smokey's Christmas

Smokey learns about Christmas.

The Christmas present ticked. It sat under the very front of the tree and attracted Smokey's attention. He sniffed at it, walked around it and poked at it with his paw. The glowing ornaments above the present shook, causing the light reflections to dance off the foil wrapping paper. As he prowled around the present, a whirring sound started. He backed away, but the sound continued. Soon,...Read On